What the daisies think of YOU

I think

- of you.
I pick daisies

- and weave daisie chains too.
You are much better

Than,

Everybody,

Else,

In your own mind.
And maybe mine too.

But, I'm giving it all away
Way too soon.

Much
Like I promised the daisies, I wouldn't.

Daisies are dainty.
And dainty they

Are.

No man.

To come.

And break.

Their hearts.

And turn.

Them strong.

I adore the

Daisies.
And, I trust them.

I,told them, about

You.
They heard my words

With

The ears you've never seen.

And I picked their

Petals, one.

By one.

Asking if you like me not.

Or like me do.